We had our usual Thanksgiving in Okeene, OK this past weekend. The only difference being that dropped Maly off at DFW on our way back to Austin so she could catch a flight back to school in Charleston. Her flight was canceled. She had to spend the night in Atlanta. She decided to sleep in the airport.
Today at 7:18 a.m. EST.
"Are you okay?"
"tired."
"Did you sleep at all?"
"barely"
"Anything exciting happen?"
"i watched a bunch of guys set up the Christmas tree at 2:30am"
"Sorry you had to sleep at the airport :-(. I guess the 'hard' part is over."
"I did laps around the airport. went through tsa. laid on the floor. got starbucks at 2am. tried all the bathrooms"